Arabella Sumners

[Arabella Sumners]

` HI, MY NAME IS ARABELLA SUMNERS !



` I REGARDED THE WORLD AS SUCH A SAD SIGHT !

` FULL NAME ! arabella sumners.
` NICKNAMES ! bella.
` DATE OF BIRTH ! September 21st.
` AGE ! seventeen.
` HOMETOWN ! forks, washington.
` SEXUALITY ! straight as an arrow.
` CLASS ! junior.


` UNTIL I VIEWED IT IN BLACK & WHITE !

` FACE CLAIM ! lucy hale<3
` EYES ! green.
` HAIR ! dark brown.
` HEIGHT ! a timid 5'1.
` WEIGHT ! a small 105.
` PIERCINGS ! ears.
` BASIC STYLE !
Well, I guess I like to dress normal most of the time. It's mostly conservative though, I don't like flashy clothes. From time to time I'll wear a dress, but that's only if it's a big deal. I'm not too much a a dress kind of girl.
` FAVOURITE BODY PART ! the heart.


` DEAR BELLA ARE YOU SINGING !

` LIKES ! going to church, helping others, giving, animals, children.
` DISLIKES ! people who are ignorant, perfection, obnoxious people.
` STRENGTHS/SKILLS ! mentoring others, staying loyal to her pack, kindness, compassion.
` WEAKNESSES ! meeting new people, being graceful, fighting temptations.
` FEARS ! losing herself, being judged.
` WANTS ! to belong, have friends and find that special guy.
` QUIRKS/HABITS ! tends to stutter alot, falls over herself, bites her lip, and hides her face.
` TURN ON'S ! honesty, kindness, respect, and protectiveness.
` TURN OFF'S ! rudeness, sarcasm, disrespect, cursing.
` PERSONALITY SUMMARY ! Well, I g-guess you can say I'm a pretty nice person, once you get to know me. But on the outside, I'm a shy, insecure girl who rarely makes eye contact with anyone, and is a bit of a stickler. I don't like getting into trouble and misbehaving, so I always surround myself with things that will help build me up rather then tear me down. I do like to laugh and have fun, don't get me wrong, but I'd rather not end up in the back or the cop car, or worse,on blabber! I work hard for people's trust, and I rarely speak up against them, and thus many people tend to come to me when they need to be cheered up. I guess I'm good at that, I mean, I like to make people happy. Even if it hurts sometimes. Sure, I mean, sometimes people use me, but it doesn't matter, as long as they are happy, right?

` DEAR BELLA ARE YOU SWINGING !

` JOB ! To proect humanity!
` PETS !none.
` CRIMINAL RECORD? ! Nothing yet.
` RELATIONSHIP STATUS ! single.
` VIRGIN? ! of course. I'm hoping it stays that way until I get married or at least until i find that special guy.
` FRIENDS ! I have my pack, and that's about it.

` WE WERE HAPPY LIKE THE SHADES OF MAY !

` HOMETOWN ! forks, washington
` MOTHER ! Susanna Parks
` FATHER ! David Sumners
` SIBLINGS ! none, unfortunately.
` HISTORY ! Arabella was born into a tight knit family, seeing as her mother was a schoolteacher at the local christian school and her father was senior pastor at the biggest church in town. Growing up in the church had it's perks, but then again, she was constantly under pressure not to mess up seeing as she was the pastor's daughter, whom everyone seemed to adore because she was perfect and never messed up.

Around the age of fifteen, her life changed when she had been out hiking--she'd gotten in a huge fight with her parents and left--and she'd been so angry that her body began shaking almost violently as an odd but slightly whimsical feeling came over her, and before she knew it, she was a dusty brown wolf with huge paws and muzzle. It wasn't the best thing to ever happen to her, seeing as she had to do it all alone, with no one to help her.

That's when she met -fill in name here-, the leader of a nearby pack. Sure, he was a bit rouch around the edges, but he helped her get through it, and she soon found herself an expert on all things wolf, not to mention the closeness she shared with -name here xD-. Before she knew it, others joined the pack and she was in the beta position. All seemed to be going well, er, until her -bff's namehere- moved away to Forks, thus making Bella follow.

` PRESENT !Arabella is currently here in Forks, going to Forks High as a junior, and staying close with her pack. It's about time for her to start growing up, so she's trying to be as mature as possible, one day at a time.

` WATCHING THOSE STARS IN OUTER SPACE !
my cellphone number is ; (348) 855 - 5677 and i use a [ eV3 ] !
my email adress is ; [e-mail] !

` NAME ! katie!
` RP EXPERIENCE ! almost one year!
` OTHER CHARACTERS ! nym micheals, evan micheals, scout annsley, ezekiel williams.
` ROLEPLAY SAMPLE !
"Come on, I know you can do it." Skye said softly, urging her 1985 Ford Truck to continue down one of the busiest streets in Dallas, Texas. She'd had the truck ever since she lived in Tennessee, and she had grown quite fond of it, even with it's tendancies to break down.Eventhough her family was oozing with wealth, Skye was too stubborn to get rid of the ancient truck and trade it in for a nice S class Mercedes that her father had urged her to get because it was known to be one of the safest cars out there. But Skye told him no on the offer, wanting to keep her first car until it wheezed it's last breath. Which was obvious that it was coming all too soon due to it's groaning as it continued--at a slow 20 mph--down the street, headed for the Starbucks that was located convienently on the corner.

She pulled into the parking lot, the old, rustic-colored truck pulling into a parking spot before shuddering to a stop. "That's a good boy." she giggled, patting the dashboard of the truck before she undid her seatbelt and opened the door, causing it to creak as it did so. Slowly, she stepped out, a nervous expression on her face as she shut the door of the truck behind her; not bothering to lock it, knowing all to well that no citizen in thier right mind would steal a truck that was on it's last leg. Skye clutched her purse to her side, a little nervous seeing as there were other teenagers in the local Starbucks. After reassuring herself she'd be alright, Skye looked down at her outfit, a black v-neck shirt and jean short shorts along with a pair of her most comfortable flipflops--a very acceptable outfit for the Dallas weather--and began to make her hesitant way over to the coffee shop, pulling the door open and frowning as the vent blew down on her, causing her long, blonde wavy hair to tossle around before she finally walked in far enough, fixing it so it was neat and that her sideswept bangs were clear from her vision line. Her big blue eyes scanned the menu, deciding on something cold as she stepped forward, ready to make her order.

"Hello! Welcome to Starbucks! How may I serve you today?" the cashier smiled, causing Skye to mirror the enthusiastic smile. Another reason why I dig Stabucks, everyone is so nice! she thought to herself before opening her mouth, letting the words flow out easily, "Why thank you, I'd love a grande mocha frappachino with a shot of expresso please!" she smiled, digging in her purse for her Coach clutch and pulling it out, just as the peppy cashier said, "That will be $4.27 please." with a friendly smile. After digging out a five, she handed it to the cashier, who quickly gave her the correct amount of change and got to work, making the drink she had ordered. Skye nodded with a smile before looking around the somewhat-busy Starbucks, her smile faltering immediately. Sure, she loved meeting new people, but this was a brand new town for her, so she wasn't too sure on how to act.

As she waited patiently for her drink, she walked over to the newspaper stand, deciding it would be best to read up on the city, that way she could have some idea about what was happening. Just as she was about to sit down with the newspaper, the worker announced her drink was ready, so without looking up from the juicy article about journalism, she took the drink, saying a quiet "thank you" before she sipped it, smiling at how much she had missed Starbucks. She turned, her eyes still on the article and then walked forward, nearly running into a shelf. People around hid thier laughs, and she automatically looked up, blushing a light pink before walking over to a table in the corner, deciding she could just work on making friends later. A small smile had graced her face as she read about the City and what was going on; plenty of things to keep her busy. Her eyes scanned over the want adds, glinting with ideas when it came to the apartments. Yeah right, Dad will so not let that happen. she rolled her eyes, letting the newspaper plop back down onto the table before she picked up her caffiene-filled drink and letting those soft blue eyes scan the Starbucks, curious to see what the people were like. Oh well, I guess I'll find out soon enough. she sighed, giving up the staring as she let her eyes wander back to the newspaper, somewhat missing her friends back in New York.

But Skye knew that she'd end up making new friends here in Dallas, something she was looking forward to. She was trying to think of ways to expand her networking when her eyes crossed an advertisement for a local night club Maybe I'll go clubbing or something. she giggled, trying to imagine herself actually going to a club. She wasn't much for parties, call her a good girl if you may, but she just saw it as she made good choices. Unfortunately, she was easily led astray from the path she wishes to travel. Her eyebrows pushed together as she thought about all the mistakes she had made be letting people influence her. Her hard expression dissapearing into a thoughtful one as she scanned the articles the tension in her forehead released once she took another drink of her frappachino, enjoying how the chocolate and the coffee mixed together perfectly. I've got to make some friends.. she thought as she imagined what a loner she must have looked like.

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